The Unnatural

Chapter 6: Living in his kingdom

"W-What?" I asked. I was in shock. I felt everything stop. My heart, my brain, my veins, everything. "I think you heard what I said you fucking dumbass" Jake responded. Oh Jake, who would've known that you would grow up to be a murderer.

After 2 minutes of silence, they walked out of the doorway, and slammed the door. Wow. I didn't think my death would end in starvation and isolation. I ran back up the stairs in a hurry, no, No, NO!! I can't stay locked up like this! Once I reached the top of the staircase, I banged my fists on the door as hard as I could.

"LET ME OUT! PLEASE LET ME GO!!" I screamed in despair. Silence. After waiting a few minutes for a reply, I knew that if I kept screeching my lungs out, it would just provoke them into killing me as soon as possible. I sighed and slid down the door. What did I do to deserve this? While I was in my thoughts, I had a flasback, again.

*Flashback*
I walked into the lunchroom alone since I had no friends. I walked up to the counter, paid for my lunch, and sat at an empty lunch table. Life sucks, I thought. After Jake, Scottie, and Nick said what they said, Apparently the whole entire school sees me as a total loser.

"Aww didn't you know it's bad to be antisocial?" I know that voice. I swear I do, but I refuse to turn around. "Hey you hear me talking to you, fucking whore". He kept pestering me so I turned around. It was the redheaded boy. Scottie I think his name is. Yea its Scottie. "What the hell do you want Scottie"? I angrily asked. Wrong reply.

He looked pissed at the way I talked to him. He took the lunch tray with my burger and fries and dumped it on my head. I was mad. Furious. "Aw are you okay wittle bwaby?" he talked to me like I was a child. I stood up and slapped him across the face extremely hard. The lunchroom went dead silent. Scottie stumbled back and before he could do anything, I ran out of the lunchroom, and all the way home.

*End of Flashback*

Honestly, I feel like Scottie has mental issues. So do the rest of them. Even if I was in this basement for about 3 hours, I can't take it anymore. No one is giving me food. No water. No entertainment. There was the pool table, But they took all of the balls. Dickheads. They aren't even letting me shower or change my clothes. I can literally smell my own aroma.

They're treating me like an animal. I don't even know what I did for them to treat me this way. But what I do know, Is that I need an escape plan.

Omg This story is getting me so interested lol. And as I look into the crowd, I hear them shouting 1k! 1k! 1k! lmao please help me reach my goal guys. lmao don't mind the song.